2010
03.20
03.20
A rare treat for the fiberglass boat builder, while the sounds from an electric plane may overpower the growl from a grinder, the material removed smells a whole lot better.
Just Call Me "Chip"
Finishing up some loose ends around the interior, the seat cleats were planed down even and level with each other, the interior edges were gone over again – taking any waiver out of the surface and the flotation skirts were curled over on the bottom, sealing the underside from moisture and more importantly – shags.
The Bane of Mooring #3
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